The following story is pure fiction. Pity.
As Lisa passed Rosie's bedroom door she glanced in and couldn't believe her eyes. Rosie lay on her back, the bed cover to one side of her. The short, thin, light blue nightdress that she wore had ridden up above her waist exposing her naked body from her navel to her toes. Her legs were together and her left knee was slightly raised and lay on her right leg shielding the majority of her pussy, but enough was visible to see a great bush of rich red hair. Lisa felt her heart skip a beat before she carried on to the kitchen.
As she stood pouring a glass of cold milk she couldn't get the thought of what she had just seen from her mind. Lisa didn't know why the sight of her laying there like that was having such an effect on her. She was almost certain that Rosie was straight and Lisa had defiantly never had any leanings at all towards another female. All she knew was that she just had to have another look through Rosie's door in the hope that she was still in the same position.
Lisa finished her drink and quietly tip toed back along the hallway, stopping just short of Rosie's bedroom door. Without realising why she did it Lisa lifted her own nightdress up and slipped her panties off. She took a deep breath and took the final step to the open doorway.
As she looked in she saw that Rosie had moved slightly but the bottom of her nightdress was still up around the top of her body. A few buttons had now fallen open exposing the bottom of her small breasts. Lisa's hand found it's way to her own pussy, and although Rosie's legs were still together Lisa had a much better view of Rosie's nakedness.
Rosie moved making Lisa panic a little so she made her way to her own bedroom. As she lay on her bed she couldn't get this vision out of her mind. Her hand was slowly caressing her pussy and after a few minutes she decided that she was going to risk it all and slip out of her room to take another look.
Lisa slipped off her nightdress and stood naked beside her bed. As she turned she glimpsed herself in the mirror and reacted with horror when she realised what she was about to do. Rosie was her best friends mother, why on earth was she having this effect on her? Lisa jumped back into her bed and pulled the covers over herself.
As she lay there she continued to stroke her pussy, thinking of Rosie half naked in the next room. After a while she made up her mind, she was going to take another look.
Lisa slipped out of her bed and crept towards her door. The nipples on her small breasts were rock hard and her pussy was wet. She slowly moved to Rosie's door, and peeped in.
Rosie's nightdress was now fully open and her breasts fully exposed. Lisa just stood there looking at her, all the while playing with her own pussy. She could feel an orgasm slowly building. Rosie let out a loud sigh. Lisa was routed to the spot, praying that she wouldn't be caught. Rosie moved very slightly onto her side and then her legs parted to expose her pussy in all of its glory to Lisa's eyes.
This was just too much for Lisa and she orgasmed instantly, desperately trying not to make a sound, with some success. As Lisa made her way back to her own room, Rosie's hand moved between her legs, her eyes opened and a satisfied smile filled her face.
Lisa lay back in her bed still thinking of Rosie's naked body. The image kept going through her mind. She couldn't shake it off. She started caressing between her legs again, all the time thinking of the moment when Rosie's legs parted to expose her pussy.
She thought to herself that if Rosie's nakedness was having this effect on her, would the sight of her totally naked body result in the same effect on Rosie? The thought of Rosie seeing her naked excited her. The more she thought about it the more excited she became.
Lisa made her mind up, she wanted Rosie to see her naked. Not just naked, but in a way that was sure to have some kind of effect on her. It would have to be as natural as possible. Maybe by being caught getting out of the shower, or by accidentally dropping the towel covering her body when she got out of the bath. She mulled these ideas and others over and came to the conclusion that they would all seem contrived. She would have to find another way, but how? While she pondered on how to reach her goal Lisa slipped off to sleep.
Lisa had been a friend with Toni since she and Rosie had arrived in Australia. At the time Rosie was employed by an International Bank and had been transferred on a long contract from England, initially to set up a new system and then to help oversee the appointment of permanent local staff. The original intention was for the task to take up to a year but in the event the posting lasted nearer five. When it was time for them to return to England the two girls vowed to keep in touch, and they did.
They had been back in England for three years and in that time Lisa and Toni had been in almost constant contact. A few weeks ago the firm that Lisa worked for has gone out of business and Toni suggested that her dear friend should come to England on a long holiday. Toni had landed herself a good job and although, like Lisa, she was only twenty-two she had been selected for management training. This is the reason that Lisa found herself alone with Rosie. One of the friends that Toni had made through her management training had suggested that she stay with her for the weekend before the next course, this being held just a few miles away from her home. This meant leaving her guest for a week but Lisa told her that she would find plenty to do, and anyway Rosie was there to keep her company.
Lisa was a petite young lady, a slim five feet two inches tall with perfectly formed 32A breasts and long dark blonde hair while Toni was five feet ten inches tall, with a shapely 34B bust and shoulder length dark brown hair. Her mother was in her very early forties, about the same size and shape as her daughter but with dark red flowing hair. Rosie and Toni lived in a homely cottage standing in large gardens, the rear one leading down to a river. The nearest neighbour was over a quarter of a mile away, making for a very private and peaceful environment.
Lisa opened her eyes and looked over to the clock standing on the bedside table, it was 9.20. She stretched her slim body before slipping out of bed. As she stood up she could hear Rosie in the kitchen. Lisa opened a drawer and removed a pair of clean panties. She slid them over her legs and then put on her nightdress before walking to her door. She stopped and looked into the mirror on the dressing table. She wanted Rosie to notice her and to even catch a glimpse of her body. The very thought started a stirring deep inside. She was determined to display herself for Rosie and what's more to do it in such a way that she turned her on. She looked at her reflection for a few moments before she slipped her panties off again. She looked back towards the mirror. Her nightdress only just covered her bottom. She then undid the top four buttons which left it undone to just below her bare breasts and showing a lot of cleavage. She then pulled the material forward to make it hang loose. She headed for the kitchen.
When she entered she was surprised to see that Rosie was still in her nightdress and her eyes were drawn to the obvious fact that she wasn't wearing any underwear.